Page 38 of The Enemy's Daughter

She stepped into his arms, and pressed her lips against his. “This doesn’t seem real.”

“It is. Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

Heading into her kitchen, she grabbed her suitcase, which Blue took from her.

“You won’t be carrying that.”

“You’re being a gentleman now?”

“All the time. Haven’t you noticed?”

“Not in the bedroom you’re not.”

He chuckled. “You don’t want me to be a gentleman in that room remember?” He pulled her close, and slammed his lips down on hers. “Having any regrets?”

She stared into his eyes, and wondered if for a second it was possible for him to fall in love with her. Could he do it? Was this just a bit of fun to him?

A bit of fun is exactly what this is.

“None,” she said taking Rebecca’s advice.

Hiding away from her feelings wouldn’t solve her problems, or even change them. There was no getting away from this. If Blue felt something for her, then he’d come out and tell her one day. She could wait. She had been patient a long time.

Closing up her apartment, she made sure it was locked, and she had already put a call through to her father to pop by and check on it.

“What’s happening with Buster?” she asked.

“He’s with friends. Don’t worry, he’s under strict instructions not to take him out, or to give him chocolate. Nothing will happen to him, I promise.”

“I’d hoped to see a little more of him. I didn’t mind if you wanted to bring him along for the trip.”

“I know. I want you all to myself, and I can admit to being a tiny bit jealous.”

“Of what?”

“Of Buster. He’s a good pup, and I know you’ll give him more attention than me all day.”

“You’re certainly right about that.” She snuggled in close against his side as the elevator took them down to the ground floor.

This was it.

Her first time away with a guy.

Excitement filled every part of her, and she was nervous. Still, there was no going back now.

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